Chapter 206
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“Of course not!”
The young man sneered, “We from the Tianji Mansion have taken a liking to the bloodline of your Ye clan descendants. This is a great fortune for you!”
“Enough, Tian Mo,” Tian Yunyan said, patting the young man’s shoulder with a smile. “Your target is the top talents of the major sects across the Qingzhou region. Engaging with someone who is already doomed is beneath you.”
“Yes, Father,” Tian Mo replied, casting a scornful glance at Ye Wushuang.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang was holding his sword, eyeing the three of them. “Is talking to someone like me really beneath you… huh…” he muttered with a cold chuckle.
However, just then, Ye Feifei, who was bound on the blood-red jade, suddenly turned pale, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. “It’s about to begin!” Tian Yunyan, Tian Mo, and the beautiful woman all brightened at once. Turning their gaze to Ye Wushuang, Tian Yunyan said, “Kill the young man.”
“Father, let me do it,” Tian Mo volunteered with a smile. “I’ve just reached the first level of the Condensation Realm. There are few opponents of the same level within the mansion. Let’s see what this fellow is made of!”
Tian Yunyan smiled and nodded, “Go ahead.”
“Yes, sir,” Tian Mo stepped forward, looking at Ye Wushuang with a grin. “You’re at the ninth level of the Physical Refinement Realm, at least. I wonder if you can withstand a single move from me.”
Ye Wushuang gripped the Tianya Sword tightly, his eyes fixed on his sister Feifei on the blood-red jade. If the bloodline spirit was stripped away, Feifei would lose the chance to awaken her bloodline power. Moreover, it would be a severe injury for a martial artist.
“Hey, hey, hey, I’m talking to you. Show some respect,” Tian Mo said with a laugh. “Otherwise, you’ll die a miserable death.”
Whoosh…
As soon as Tian Mo finished speaking, he lunged forward in an instant. His hands clenched, and a surge of spiritual energy burst forth from within him. Though Tian Mo was only sixteen or seventeen years old and at the first level of the Condensation Realm, his attack was several times stronger than that of Qin Yuan, who was at the second level of the same realm. It had to be admitted that despite Tian Mo’s arrogance, he had the right to be arrogant.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang’s gaze shifted from his sister to Tian Mo, who was charging at him. In an instant, a burst of energy coalesced within him. His blood and energy focused in his heart, and in that moment, his sword struck out.
“Break the Heavens with a Single Sword.”
As the sword was unsheathed, a terrifying sword aura and killing intent erupted from the Tianya Sword. With a sickening thud, as soon as Tian Mo reached Ye Wushuang, the latter’s sword slashed down. The burst of spiritual energy from Ye Wushuang’s sword overwhelmed Tian Mo’s own energy.
“Ahhhh!”
In an instant, a scream of agony rang out. Tian Mo’s hands were severed by Ye Wushuang’s sword and fell to the ground. In the next moment, Ye Wushuang grabbed Tian Mo and pulled him close, placing the sword against his neck.
At that moment, Tian Yunyan and the woman beside him turned at the sound of the scream. Tian Yunyan smiled and said, “Mo’er, what do you think? It’s really not interesting, is it?”
However, as soon as he spoke, his expression changed dramatically. “Mo’er!”
In that instant, everyone present was stunned. The strong men of the Tianji Mansion were well aware of how formidable Master Tian Mo was. At the first level of the Condensation Realm, he was unmatched even by those at the third level within the mansion. Yet, he had been disarmed and captured by Ye Wushuang in the blink of an eye!
Ye Wushuang’s sword was now pressed against Tian Mo’s neck. “I really want to kill you right now, but…”
Ye Wushuang groaned, his face turning even paler as blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The previous battles had left him injured, and he hadn’t had time to rest. The effort to subdue Tian Mo had aggravated his wounds, and Ye Wushuang felt almost faint. But he knew he couldn’t lose consciousness.
Tian Yunyan, seeing that Ye Wushuang seemed about to collapse, took a step forward.
Drip… drip…
But at that moment, Ye Wushuang’s sword nicked Tian Mo’s neck, and blood began to drip down. “Let’s see who dies first, me or him,” Ye Wushuang said coldly.
The sound of footsteps echoed at that moment. At the entrance of the inner hall, Ye Qingfeng, Xiao Yuan, Xu Qiuyuan, Wang Xueqi, and others arrived one after another. Seeing the bodies scattered across the Soul-Devouring Hall, everyone’s face turned grim.
Who were these people?
